sea voyage #2

Dream shiver, frayed lace limbs,
buffetted by thick-mist twists;
(coiling and furling, reforming, uncurling you
into tide scented shadows.)
your form fades to grey
swept away
dissolved to the spray that sprinkles the deck
with a world of crystalline sparkles ~

a strewn handful of discarded stars
disguise the scars that ripple oak boards,
each a well-worn truth.

The night heaves to shore
a million sleepers stir, the earth tilts.

Blinks.

The mist settles a ghost-guilded gossamer on the slates.
Wet paths glimmer with a golden sunrise glow~